Chapter Four

See You

Olivia noticed that Spock was avoiding her. Ever since he had visited her in the medical bay, the male Vulcan became distant. She ignored for the most part, because if she'd focused on it intently, it would have interfered with her work ethic. Olivia hadn't acknowledged the fact that Spock was doing such things for a while until crossing paths with him on her way to the bridge.

"Hello, Commander Spock," she greeted him.

He simply nodded and was on his way.

"Spock?" she called.

Spock turned back to look at her, replying, "Yes, lieutenant?"

"You've been acting strangely."

"What makes you think so?" He raised a delicate eyebrow.

"You're trying to avoid me." Olivia's emotions threatened to bubble to the surface.

"Lieutenant, I am only avoiding you-"

"Is there any valid reason for someone to avoid their very good friend for days on end?"

Spock furrowed his brow and held her chin so that she would look him in the eye. "I believe there is. I am only avoiding you so that I do not do something I regret." He then dropped his hand down, told her goodbye, and walked away.

Spock was a little angry at himself for acting so irrationally toward Olivia's feelings for him. He wasn't sure what to say, or do, or feel. Did he reciprocate the feelings? Or was he surprised and trying to find a way to let her down carefully? Not even he himself knew.

He had decided the logical thing to do was to avoid her so that he could sort out his emotions.

That backfired.

Now, Spock sat meditating in his quarters. He could not stop thinking back to Olivia's concerned, sad eyes. More and more of her emotions had been slipping through her guarded eyes. Was it because of Spock?

Questions clouded his mind, obscuring his logic. Only emotions mattered now. He wanted to speak to Olivia. To truly know her. To understand.

And for hours he pondered what to do, until he finally thought of something.

"You look frustrated."

"Captain, that's none of your concern," Olivia replied.

"Aw, but I gotta be concerned about you, pretty little Livvy!" Jim put on a puppy dog face.

"Are you coming on to me?"

The turbolift came to a halt and Olivia stepped out, Kirk trailing her.

"Why don't you laugh more, Livvy?" he asked.

"I don't feel like it."

"Lighten up! Hey, what do you say about going for a drink tonight with me and some others?" Jim suggested.

"Not like a date or any thing, right?" Olivia said, looking genuinely interested.

"Right. Hey, do you dare me to get Spock to come?"

The lieutenant smirked for the first time in a long time. "Sure."

"Jim, do you have a good reason for interrupting my meditation?" Spock said, annoyed.

"I have an order for you," Kirk explained. "I order you to go for a drink with me and the crew tonight."

The captain knew Spock couldn't resist an order, but still the Vulcan was reluctant.

"I must inform you now that I will not partake in the consumption of alcoholic beverages, but I will meet with you."

"Fine. I'll see you then." Jim walked happily out of the Vulcan's quarters, grinning like a mad man. This was gonna be fun.

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